"Cut the crap, Kevin. We all know the reason why you are here. Is it because you failed to put a bullet in my head that you wanna run away before we talk like real men? How about some kickboxing training in my gym?"
The furious GK shouted.
GK's POV
I made an effort to push the guns at the back of my pants only to remember I wasn't wearing pants. No wonder this dickhead has been smiling ear to ear. F*ck! I hate myself.
I walked up to Kevin and sauntered around him as I looked at him from head to toe "You've grown fat!" I mocked, poking my gun at him. He frowned his brows, watching me as I walked around him with an insulting look "No astonishment that everyone wants you dead. You are an annoying bitch." Kevin said in a husky tone spitting in my face
